Six Second Talk Show - X Marks the Spot

24 hour shifts
50 flights of stairs
With no lift
So you best get walking
There's no talking
It's the lowest stage
You're being paid
Below minimum wage
And you can't turn the page
No their stuck
When you're always looking up

We'll we've been deceived
And we need to leave
But I've got one more
Trick up my sleeve
And I'm timing
The right time
To be lining them up
To knock them down
And please don't cry
Because you know you and I
We're gunna try
And get out of here
So perk those ears
Wipe those tears
And make sure you hear me
Clearly

It's a place low down
Located in the nearest town
Where there's no turning around
The plans inbound
And some hope has been found

So this is the mission
And I need you to get in position
Then listen
We only get one shot
Of doing this right
And we're doing it tonight
So run, run in hot
And then let me know
When you take his shot
Take the lot
Do not stop
Till you see them on the floor
We'll run
Run in hot
Just like we practiced before
X marks, marks the spot
For when we bust through the door
We'll meet at the top
When the clock
Strikes twenty past four

Written by:
Pat Gallagher

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